"It must be hard on you. Won't you stay and have tea with us?"
But, no, Josiah would not stay. He was thankful to make his escape
with such rags of self-respect as remained to him.
Pa Sloane arose and came around to Ma's chair. He laid a trembling
hand on her shoulder.
"Ma, you're a good woman," he said softly.
"Go 'long, Pa," said Ma.
X. The Courting of Prissy Strong
I WASN'T able to go to prayer meeting that evening because I
had neuralgia in my face; but Thomas went, and the minute he came
home I knew by the twinkle in his eye that he had some news.
"Who do you s'pose Stephen Clark went home with from meeting to-night?"
he said, chuckling.
"Jane Miranda Blair," I said promptly. Stephen Clark's wife had
been dead for two years and he hadn't taken much notice of anybody,
so far as was known. But Carmody had Jane Miranda all ready
for him, and really I don't know why she didn't suit him,
except for the reason that a man never does what he is expected
to do when it comes to marrying.
Thomas chuckled again.
"Wrong. He stepped up to Prissy Strong and walked off with her.
Cold soup warmed over."
"Prissy Strong!" I just held up my hands. Then I laughed.
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